Entertainment
Review: Alicia Keys’ glorious music fuels blazing ‘Hell’s Kitchen’ at the Hollywood Pantages
“Hell’s Kitchen,” the Alicia Keys musical that has landed at the Hollywood Pantages Theatre in a blaze of rousing sound, deploys the R&B star’s glorious treasure trove of work in the service of a semi-autobiographical version of her coming-of-age story in the Manhattan neighborhood that gives the show its title.
The Hell’s Kitchen of Alicia Keys’ story, set in the 1990s, isn’t the gang-ridden Hell’s Kitchen of West Side Story, set in the 1950s. Keys grew up in Manhattan Plaza, a federally subsidized residential complex that provides affordable housing for artists. But for a teenager in rebellion from her watchful mother, the vibrant, music-filled street life comes with its share of dangers.
Kennedy Caughell as Jersey and Maya Drake as Ali in the North American Tour of Alicia Keys’ “Hell’s Kitchen” at the Hollywood Pantages Theatre.
(Marc J. Franklin)
Ali (Maya Drake, who’s making her professional debut in this North American tour production) is a 17-year-old ready to break out of the cage her mother, Jersey (Kennedy Caughell), has placed her in. Jersey, a single mom, isn’t a tyrant. She just doesn’t want to see her daughter make the same mistakes that she did, namely get pregnant at a young age before she’s had a chance to realize her own dreams.
The book by playwright Kristoffer Diaz (“The Elaborate Entrance of Chad Deity”) is structured around a loving but combustible mother-daughter relationship amid the creative ferment of New York. This artistic neverland is crystallized in the apartment building that has music pouring out of every floor when Ali rides the elevator.
Maya Drake as Ali and the company of the North American Tour of Alicia Keys’ “Hell’s Kitchen” at the Hollywood Pantages Theatre.
(Marc J. Franklin)
The story isn’t the strong suit of “Hell’s Kitchen,” which is powered by Alicia Keys’ versatile catalog, which has been supplemented with original material. The hits — “You Don’t Know My Name,” “Girl on Fire,” “Fallin’,” “If I Ain’t Got You,” “Like You’ll Never See Me Again,” “No One” and “Empire State of Mind,” among them — reverberate inside the Pantages with a thrilling exuberance.
What’s most impressive, however, is the way these tracks have been arranged both musically and dramatically. Jukebox musicals are notorious for shoe-horning in beloved songs without regard for storytelling integrity. “Mamma Mia!,” which crammed in as many ABBA hits as possible, hardly even bothered to find pretext for their inclusion. The lucrative example paved the way for more than two decades of musical theater shamelessness.
The company of the North American Tour of Alicia Keys’ “Hell’s Kitchen” at the Hollywood Pantages Theatre.
(Marc J. Franklin)
“Hell’s Kitchen,” directed by Michael Greif, takes a more dignified approach, raiding Keys’ greatest hits in a way that doesn’t cause dramatic offense and better yet, adds a layer of surprise to music that is so well known.
The songs are allocated in unexpected ways. Numbers that you might think belong to Ali are divided among the company. Jersey is first in line, and Caughell makes the most of her opportunities. But sharing in the bounty are Davis (Desmond Sean Ellington), Ali’s mostly absent and chronically unreliable father; Knuck (Jonavery Worrell), Ali’s forbidden love interest; or Miss Liza Jane (Roz White), a pianist who lives in the building and becomes Ali’s formidable mentor.
There are other characters who offer luminous assistance, but these are the principals in a musical tale built around Ali’s central relationships. Keys’ origin story is more dynamic on an atmospheric than dramatic level. A mother having difficulty with her boy-crazy teenage daughter isn’t exactly breaking any ground, and Diaz avoids venturing into more turbulent territory. Ali’s divided identity, stemming in part from an all-too-present white mother and all-too-missing Black father, sets up issues that are touched on but never deeply engaged.
Desmond Sean Ellington as Davis and Kennedy Caughell as Jersey and the company of the North American Tour of Alicia Keys’ “Hell’s Kitchen” at the Hollywood Pantages Theatre.
(Marc J. Franklin)
Miss Liza Jane spots Ali’s musical gift right away and fills her with a sense of pride and responsibility in her Black heritage. But her character’s role is somewhat earnestly compartmentalized. Knuck recognizes that Ali’s fascination with him stems in part from the way she sees him, much as her mother does, as a “thug.” But their tentative affair is secondary to the complex bond between Ali and Jersey, whose troubled connection with Davis helps Ali understand why her mother is so paranoid about her romantic choices.
But these concerns fall away when the performers start singing. Drake has a beautiful voice, but her Ali is slighter than that of Maleah Joi Moon, who won a Tony for her Broadway debut performance. I didn’t mind that Davis sings “Fallin’,” as Ellington has a voice of luscious thunder. Worrell’s Knuck more than holds his own with his duets with Ali. (In fact, I was more taken by his velvety interpretation of “Like You’ll Never See Me Again” than Ali’s more straightforwardly pretty version.) White’s Miss Liza Jane takes the Pantages audience to church in her numbers. And when Caughell magnificently directs “No One” to Ali, I can’t imagine there’s a dry eye in the house.
Desmond Sean Ellington as Davis and Maya Drake as Ali in the North American Tour of Alicia Keys’ “Hell’s Kitchen” at the Hollywood Pantages Theatre.
(Marc J. Franklin)
This tour production isn’t crisp in all areas. The dancing isn’t always smooth, the costumes struck me as a road show idea of New York cool, and the acting didn’t do much to compensate for some of the book’s less subtle moments.
But the energy of the production is infectious. “Hell’s Kitchen,” a New York story of a wunderkind discovering her gift, helped me get over my allergy to the jukebox genre. The soaring quality of the orchestra and the delectable company of voices pay exhilarating homage to a singular artist, who seems right at home at the Pantages.
‘Hell’s Kitchen’
Where: Hollywood Pantages Theatre, 6233 Hollywood Blvd., Los Angeles
When: 7:30 p.m. Tuesdays-Thursdays, 8 p.m. Fridays, 2 and 8 p.m. Saturdays, 1 and 6:30 p.m. Sundays. (Check for exceptions.) Ends June 21
Tickets: Start at $57
Contact: BroadwayInHollywood.com or Ticketmaster.com
Running time: 2 hours, 35 minutes
Movie Reviews
Film Review: “Pitfall” – MediaMikes
Starring: Marshall Williams, Richard Harmon and Alex Essoe
Directed by: James Kondelik
Rated: NR
Running Time: 108 minutes
Our Score: 1.5 out of 5 Stars
Survival horror is the ultimate guilty pleasure because you can amplify any life-or-death situation into the paranormal, horrific, thrilling, or cruelly dramatic extremes it finds itself in. So why doesn’t “Pitfall” come close to tickling “The Ritual,” “The Blair Witch Project,” or “Wolf Creek” vibes?
Woods and grief feel like a ritualistic trope at this point as “Pitfall” opens on Scott (Marshall Williams) and Ashley (Alex Essoe) mourning the death of their parents. For reasons that may or may not be revealed later, they join three friends on an ominous trip that quickly introduces the titular pitfall, a massive trap designed to kill prey.
The movie constantly battles convention with unpredictability. The problem is that at more than 100 minutes long, there’s plenty of time to sit around and wonder where the story is heading. If “Pitfall” moved with the frantic pace of a Tuesday afternoon soap opera on meth, maybe I’d be swept up in the chaos. Instead, I found myself waiting for reveals that felt more eye-rolling than shocking.
I really wanted to like “Pitfall” because of how invested it is in physical violence, emotional trauma, and psychological brutality. Unfortunately, the movie never convinced me it knew what to do with those ideas. By the time it arrives at its revelations and ultimate purpose, “Pitfall” feels less like a title and more like a review.
Entertainment
Six Flags bans YouTuber for life for eating chicken nuggets on a roller coaster
After eating a lot of fast food, some of it on roller coasters, YouTuber Allen Ferrell has been banned by Six Flags from all of its amusement parks nationwide. For life.
McDonald’s chicken nuggets were apparently an ultra-processed food item too far for the folks at Six Flags’ Cedar Point in Sandusky, Ohio.
“This guest has been banned from all Six Flags parks for life,” a Cedar Point spokesman explained in an email Thursday to Cleveland TV station WKYC. “Safety is a cornerstone of our business and we have zero tolerance for inappropriate and unsafe behavior.”
Zero tolerance for inappropriate behavior? Zero? Where’s the fun in that?
“Our ride safety policy strictly prohibits all loose articles on rides, including food which can become a choking hazard,” the spokesperson continued.
“I had no idea that eating a 10-piece chicken nugget on a roller coaster would be a national headline, but here we are,” Ferrell told Fox 8 News in Cleveland.
He said he gets the park’s point with the ban, even though he’s been going there since he was a kid and is a huge fan of the operation.
“I understand. And we kind of worked it out,” he told Fox 8 News. “They just don’t want other people getting hurt on the ride. But me personally, it was a really fun challenge.”
Ferrell’s shtick on social media is accepting challenges from his followers and then taping himself attempting to do what they propose. Eat a McDonald’s Big Mac inside a Burger King. Throw a plunger at a Target sign. Bowl blindfolded until he gets a strike.
“If anyone asks,” Ferrell tells one apparently bored ride operator in the video that documented this particular coaster crime, “I do not have chicken nuggets in my underwear.”
Ferrell decided to try the challenge on the park’s Millennium Force ride, a “looming giant amongst a park full of them,” a coaster that was “designed for the purpose of proving bigger is better.” A roller coaster that when it was created in 2000 “demanded an all-new category just to classify its one of a kind nature,” giving rise to the “giga-coaster.” According to Cedar Point, as all of this verbiage is, Millennium Force “shoots riders over hills, past lagoons and through tunnels, all at unthinkable speeds.”
The ride actually tops out at 93 mph, a speed often thought about on freeways in the Los Angeles area when traffic is going 8 mph. It’s quite thinkable to eat fast food in a car in L.A. But it turns out what was really unthinkable was Ferrell getting all 10 nuggets down the hatch before the Six Flags ride was over.
In the video, which had almost 800,000 views on YouTube as of Friday afternoon, he morphs from happy snacking dude to dude moaning in discomfort, struggling to shove nuggets in his mouth while unintentionally applying dipping sauce to his face via G-force.
“Oh, I failed,” Ferrell says, wiping off the face-sauce as the coaster pulls up to the platform and someone in line blurts, “Are those chicken nuggets?”
Turns out he snarfed seven of them, he confesses to the two guys in front of him in the coaster car. Ferrell said later that he was glad to be in the back row because it meant nobody behind him got sauced.
That said, watching the sweet-and-sour sauce flying in slow motion is actually quite amusing. But eating nuggets that have been in one’s underwear?
The perma-ban sounds like the least of his problems.
Movie Reviews
The Breadwinner (Christian Movie Review) – The Collision
As a lowkey, throwback family drama, The Breadwinner is an amusing extension of comedian Nate Bargatze’s humor and vibe, providing some breezy entertainment and wholesome messages.
About the Film
The “dads are big dummies around the house” gag is far from a novel idea, but as a skilled comedian knows, it’s not always the subject that matters, but how you talk about it that makes or breaks the joke. Comic Nate Bargatze is as good as anyone at doing that, blending a dry and self-deprecating delivery with a refreshingly clean brand of comedy. His cinematic debut in The Breadwinner is exactly what might be expected. As a lowkey, throwback family drama, The Breadwinner is an amusing cinematic extension of comedian Nate Bargatze’s humor and vibe, providing some breezy entertainment and wholesome messages.
As one of the biggest and most influential comics in the world right now, the main draw in The Breadwinner is Nate Bargatze himself. Many Christians have latched onto him due to his trademark “clean comedy” that swims refreshingly upstream of the regular vulgarity and shock jock tendencies in the comedy world. For “clean comedy” to work, both the “clean” and the “comedy” need to be present. The Breadwinner mostly passes the test but does better at the first than the second. It is more a clean and wholesome drama than a hilarious comedy.
During an opening voiceover, Bargatze remarks, “This might sound a bit old fashioned….” He’s speaking about the traditional family dynamic of a husband “breadwinner” and the stay-at-home mom (a family structure the film eventually challenges for a more modern understanding). “Old fashioned” is also a good description of the film itself. The Breadwinner feels a bit like a Christian film made in the 1990s, or as if a sitcom like Full House had ever made a theatrical feature film. Whether this is a harsh criticism or a ringing endorsement may depend on the desires and expectations of the audience.
I suspect that “old fashioned” is exactly what many Christian audiences want. Not “old fashioned” as in “outdated”, but as a nostalgic throwback to a simpler time and to conservative values. Much of the film is exactly that, both a wholesome affirmation of family and a movie that is easily accessible for families. At the same time, some of the film’s messages may be a bit muddy or progressive for some viewers (see themes below).
To be “clean” is only part of the equation, and the absence of vulgarity doesn’t inevitably result in effective “comedy”. My biggest problem with The Breadwinner is that, despite featuring an often-hilarious comic, the movie just isn’t all that funny. This may partially be a matter of taste, and how much (or little) you jive with the comedic sensibilities of Bargatze himself. During the film’s closing credits, recordings of his various standup sets are shown, revealing how his jokes have been directly incorporated into the movie. It’s a fascinating glimpse into the adaption process of jokes from the stage into a film and highlights the synergy between the film and Bargatze’s comedy.
As an observational comic, Bargatze’s strength is in his ability to find hidden humor in the middle of relatable, everyday life (even more relatable to me, as the movie was filmed 10 minutes from my house). While some of the events in the film’s third act do elevate the spectacle and stakes (such as letting a horse loose to inside the house), many of the gags are built on relatable family experiences (keeping up with laundry, cooking, helping emotional children navigate the challenges of growing up ). Hearing Nate Bargatze do a comedy set and find humor in these mundane life experiences can be hilarious, but actually seeing those mundane experiences play out on screen is a bit more, well, mundane.

The Breadwinner is not necessarily boring, but it’s also not always all that exciting. There was no laughing out loud in my theater, and I can’t recall any standout moments that I’d be excited to revisit or to watch with someone else. Basically, all the funniest moments are featured in the movie’s marketing trailers, so how you feel about those is a gauge for how much you will enjoy the film.
Overall, The Breadwinner is fine as a film that will land well with its target audience. Still, I think it would be great as a sitcom show like a real-world Bluey. I genuinely cared about the family and would enjoy spending more time with them. The film’s lowkey stakes and everyday family life vibe would translate perfectly to the small screen while giving Bargatze an opportunity to showcase more comedic range than just a struggling “Mr. Mom”. Even so, fans of Bargatze and his brand of humor, or audiences just looking for some squeaky-clean family entertainment, may find exactly what they’re looking for here. It may not be a great film, but it’s a hard movie to dislike. The Breadwinner has plenty of heart and charm to be endearing and provides enough moderate chuckles to send audiences out of the theater with a smile.
On the Surface
For Consideration
On the Surface—(Profanity, Sexual content, violence, etc.).
Language: There are a few uses of “God.”
Violence: None.
Sexuality: There are a couple mild innuendos (for example, a roofer remarks that his ex-wife left him a review that “his tools don’t get the job done”).
Other: Frequent drug and alcohol abuse is shown.
Beneath The Surface
Engage The Film
Family Dynamics
The central theme in The Breadwinner is identity and where it’s found. Nate Wilcox (Nate Bargatze) finds his identity as the best car salesman at his dealership. He must determine where his purpose and self-worth come from when he’s required to stay at home with the kids while his wife, Katie (played by Mandy Moore), navigates a similarity drastic transition from stay-at-home mom to thriving businesswoman. Their children face similar challenges, struggling to not allow external factors (such as school spelling bee competitions and cute boys) to determine who they are. It’s a wholesome message, and one that works for any age demographic. The film ultimately suggests that identity must come from the love and unity of a family.

Where the message gets a bit muddy is in the nuances of how the film answers those questions. The film’s tagline is “Let the dad era begin.” The so-called “dad era” begins when Nate finally decides that instead of trying to follow mom’s hardline established family organizational system he instead needs to develop a new system that works for him. As a dad myself, the “dad era” is actually pretty great, requiring the children to take on more responsibly while emphasizing trust and partnership rather than a rigid top-down scheduling structure. Nate’s motivations are ultimately selfish (he lies and returns to work) but seeing him as a stay-at-home dad rather than a “poor substitute mom” is commendable. Unfortunately, the film seems to disagree, suggesting that the success of a stay-at-home dad is only in how closely they can mimic mom.
His wife slips effortlessly from stay-at-home mom to big-time business owner, while he is a bumbling disaster as a homemaker. It is seemingly easy to be a working dad and hard to be a domestic mom, falling into the trap of many Hollywood films that struggle to be pro-woman (good!) without also being anti-man (bad!). The Breadwinner doesn’t go quite that far. It’s not anti-man, but it fails to celebrate or show the strengths of dads and men. Even a few moments of Nate helping his wife with her own role reversal would have gone a long way to showcasing the complementary difference and strengths within the family.
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